100% agree with Lou on this,,, as far as a paint brush is considered. Just simply hate painting .... But rather enjoy using the snowblower. But for fun ... a pressure-washer makes somewhat fast work of clearing leaves in the fall.

A winter coat instead of mesh.Gauntlet gloves instead of wrist length.I gots lilly white legs cause I wear long pants year round.Yeah, I knew you was a pulling my leg, but replied for those that have inquiring minds.

A winter coat instead of mesh.Gauntlet gloves instead of wrist length.I gots lilly white legs cause I wear long pants year round.Yeah, I knew you was a pulling my leg, but replied for those that have inquiring minds.

Toilet Ö I love it! Grew up without one. Didn't have indoor plumbing or running water till I left home and got married at 18 years old. (Well, we did have running water, but I had to run and fetch it )

Another with an immense appreciation of the porcelain throne due to youthful years of negotiating a ice and snow covered narrow hillside path to available facilities, though unlike 'sirkitrider' I only endured 12 years prior to indoor plumbing installation. I do reckon that's more an appreciation of the object rather than the using, though the greatly reduced likelihood of encountering a bear or slipping down a icy hillside on a late night visit certainly results in a more relaxed event.

A plunger used but never enjoyed, ironically never needed in an outhouse.

Wow! We have a lot of overlap.Glucose meter (actually itís the lancet that I hate)Glasses, Medication Gasoline My heater and a/c (actually the bill it produces. My prosthetic leg. (But I LOVE what it allows me to do)Tax forms

Another with an immense appreciation of the porcelain throne due to youthful years of negotiating a ice and snow covered narrow hillside path to available facilities, though unlike 'sirkitrider' I only endured 12 years prior to indoor plumbing installation. I do reckon that's more an appreciation of the object rather than the using, though the greatly reduced likelihood of encountering a bear or slipping down a icy hillside on a late night visit certainly results in a more relaxed event.

A plunger used but never enjoyed, ironically never needed in an outhouse.

Is Outdoor Toilets a Tennessee thing? My brother just bought a house in Chattanooga...

Another with an immense appreciation of the porcelain throne due to youthful years of negotiating a ice and snow covered narrow hillside path to available facilities, though unlike 'sirkitrider' I only endured 12 years prior to indoor plumbing installation. I do reckon that's more an appreciation of the object rather than the using, though the greatly reduced likelihood of encountering a bear or slipping down a icy hillside on a late night visit certainly results in a more relaxed event.

A plunger used but never enjoyed, ironically never needed in an outhouse.

Plunger never needed, true:-)

But, when I was a kid, my teenaged older brother dropped his wallet in the "stuff" while using the outhouse at the grandparents. It had $5 bucks in it. He and other brother toppled the outhouse, retrieved the wallet Ö righted the outhouse. 5 bucks was a lot of money back then Ö but I'd left it!

Is Outdoor Toilets a Tennessee thing? My brother just bought a house in Chattanooga... [/quote]

Well, not as much as it used to be. Them city slickers in 'noogie prolly got indoor plummin'. We didn't actually have a fancy smancy outhouse Ö just two barns and the great outdoors Ö tried to do all the "business" I could while at school:-)

Another with an immense appreciation of the porcelain throne due to youthful years of negotiating a ice and snow covered narrow hillside path to available facilities, though unlike 'sirkitrider' I only endured 12 years prior to indoor plumbing installation. I do reckon that's more an appreciation of the object rather than the using, though the greatly reduced likelihood of encountering a bear or slipping down a icy hillside on a late night visit certainly results in a more relaxed event.

A plunger used but never enjoyed, ironically never needed in an outhouse.

Is Outdoor Toilets a Tennessee thing? My brother just bought a house in Chattanooga...

Well, 'outdoor toilets' exist everywhere a person isn't likely to be observed and often where likely to be observed near any place alcoholic beverages are served since anywhere anyone 'goes' there it is. As for constructed outside facilities 'outhouses' my guess is there are few states without a rural area still beyond the reach of municipal service and sewer or at least a few hunting cabins where an outhouse or two still exists. Though outhouses are still the only facilities available in some mountainous areas of Tennessee and more prolific than many other states I'm guessing when visiting your brother in Chattanooga there will be no need to bring a Sears & Robuck catalog. Of course a sampling of the experience is available at most construction sites or any outdoor concert. Could be Tennesseans lacking indoor facilities in their youth are more prone to riding motorbikes, could be an appreciation of fresh air.

Apropos to what the Msgt said, I recall an account a flock of years ago when we were returning to Ft. Myers from Titusville where we had hoped to see a shuttle launch. We were on the "Beachline Expressway" stuck in a line of hundreds and hundreds of cars waiting to pay their $1 at the toll booth when a young lady launched (see we did get to see a launch after all!) herself out of the car ahead of us and beat feet for the oleander bushes along side. After a minute or so she made a sheepish return to the car which still hadn't had the opportunity to move.

I also had a guy come knock on my window and ask for a cigarette! It was a long, long line but the gubment sure didn't want to miss out on the revenue.

We were on the "Beachline Expressway" stuck in a line of hundreds and hundreds of cars waiting to pay their $1 at the toll booth when a young lady launched (see we did get to see a launch after all!) herself out of the car ahead of us and beat feet for the oleander bushes along side. After a minute or so she made a sheepish return to the car which still hadn't had the opportunity to move.

That's a hoot! Considering the majority of U.S. roads, highways, etc. were built upon former horse drawn wagon routes, of which most were previously Native American Trails who often followed game paths and throw in provision of 'facilities' for road construction crew is relatively recent, the network of roadways lies atop and along an outdoor toilet. Possibly a valid court argument for those caught seeking relief roadside or an alley.

Apropos to what the Msgt said, I recall an account a flock of years ago when we were returning to Ft. Myers from Titusville where we had hoped to see a shuttle launch. We were on the "Beachline Expressway" stuck in a line of hundreds and hundreds of cars waiting to pay their $1 at the toll booth when a young lady launched (see we did get to see a launch after all!) herself out of the car ahead of us and beat feet for the oleander bushes along side. After a minute or so she made a sheepish return to the car which still hadn't had the opportunity to move.

I also had a guy come knock on my window and ask for a cigarette! It was a long, long line but the gubment sure didn't want to miss out on the revenue.

Makes me laugh, and it brought up an old memory. Years ago our Gold Wing group supported the local American Lung Assn., on their annual springtime bikeathon. They had a huge group of bicyclists that rode from Willow to Talkeetna, spent the night, then rode back. Our job was to ride alongside, back and forth, monitoring the progress and offering assistance if needed, and making sure everyone was safe. Anyway, this one time I was riding back toward Willow and saw three bicycles on the side of the road with no one around. Hoping nothing was wrong, I slowed to make sure, and as I went past, looking back, I saw three bare behinds crouched down behind the bushes. Couldn't see them from the side, but they were clearly visible from the road as I rode past. The call of nature was strong, I suppose, but nature didn't offer complete cover there. I never mentioned it, as they would have been supremely embarassed. (hmm, fun little pun there.)